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Vierna · 2nd September 2007, 01:40 PM

[Please be aware that this is OOC information, unless your character was actually involved. For those that may be interested, the comple "According to Vierna" can be found at http://www.f4g.net/forum/showthread.php?t=73]

*I look up at the falling yellow orb and ponder*

I came up here with nothing, on a mission for my mother and for Lloth. I have come along way since then, but there is no doubt I am now the most powerful Drow on the surface. *smirks* It means nothing, nothing at all! I still do not fully understand why my mother sent me here, who CAN understand the will of Lloth, but I have built a surface annex to House Hun’ett and that pleases both. The surface is depressing and bland. It stinks of filthy unwashed humans and is rank with all sorts of diseases. Just as well Drow are immune to such tiresome frailties. Of all the depressing surface places, Naeloth is the worst!

Naeloth.

The longest surviving surface Drow is clearly my loyal LL. There is no doubt in my mind that the strides I have made would not have been so quick without her knowledge and advice. She knew the Naeloth Drow, she knew Von’Sah, and she knows Tremere. All this knowledge has been invaluable to me. And yet she will not let me repay her for this service. *sighs deeply* She will not return to Menzoberranzan with me and share my glory. “Vierna”, she said once, “I know that when it is time for you to return, you will kill me.” Does she really think this of me? Yet she watches my back like a hawk. Many, including my sister, want me dead. She is the one with the easiest opportunity to do it. Yet she will not. No LL, you are the one living thing I will never kill, I owe you too much.

Naeloth.

A depressing expanse of nothing. It reminds me of the occasionally vast empty caverns one stumbles across on route from one city to another. A desolate waste where nothing grows, nothing lives, nothing lurks, not even the most imbecilic of creatures. This is Naeloth, land of Tremere, land of the heretic Drow that was. Where are they? These feared Drow? Did they ever exist or are they just scare stories to frighten human children? Oh, I have names, but names mean nothing without substantial evidence that they did what the humans say they did. The Naeloth Drow and the Von’Sah. Heretics, renegades, outcasts one and all. No. None of these built the Temple to Lloth. The only legacy they have left is some dusty tomes of blasphemous ranting and an empty wilderness of nothing. They achieved nothing!

Naeloth

The Poisoned Elf. A dusty empty shell of a tavern. The Naeloth Library where the heretic tomes lie along with names from the past. Tawyna? Even LL did not recognise this one. Dzur Von’Sah? Another that LL did not recognise. But the family name says it all. Heretic and outcast. Liriel Baenre. *laughs loudly* Ah the name Baenre, one from when I was a child. House Baenre once first house of Menzoberranzan and now no more. A failed attempt to usurp it by House Do’Urden left it weak and ripe for taking and fall it did. Hun’ett was not so strong then so it watched as others moved. Neither Baenre or Do’Urden exist now but Hun’ett does, third House now, still watching still waiting. It is me, not my mother who will make it first house! Liriel Baenre. Who was she? A renegade escapee from her fallen house? That must be why she came to the surface. But Baenre was Llothian, did she turn her back on her faith? She must have, to write such untrue propaganda. LL remembers her vaguely. She seems to recall she became a vampire. Yet another disgrace! A Drow vampire! May your soul rot eternally in the Nine Hells!

Lastly Shaex! *laughs loudly again* Not only a heretic but a coward also. A Drow that volunteers to die is such a pathetic specimen. How could such a coward strike fear into anything? Lies, all lies! Ah cowardly Shaex, you never did get your wish did you? Oh your ashes may have gone back to Naeloth. But not before Faeryl cut out your blaspheming heart and held it long enough to curse your soul into the arms of Lloth for all eternity. Whatever after death scheme you planned was destroyed in that one act! *chuckles amused* So sleep Shaex, sleep all you heretics, sleep in the empty ruin that is Naeloth!

Naeloth and Tremere

One of the greatest of human frailties is that they have to “die”, to become undead, to even live nearly as long as Drow. Is this why such houses spawn? I know some of that house. They do not interfere with my interests, so there is no conflict. Jade I can tolerate and even work with when our mutual interests coincide. But she is just a figurehead. Who are Alynora and Garod? Do they actually exist or are they just more names from the mists of time? Jade remains vague on this, she likes her little games and mysteries. LL tells me they do exist but have been unseen for so long few have met them. I did write once to Alynora, whether it reached her or not I do not know. Perhaps I will try once more. Who did build the Temple to Lloth? Can they answer that?

I watch, I assess, I report.

Vel'drav l' sil'in qu'ellar d'Hun’ett zotrethen……Jal zhal sha-rasa!!!

Lloth tlu laoles, dosst handmaiden orn naut hojh dos!!!!

2nd September 2007, 01:40 PM	#1
Vierna Join Date: Nov 2006 Posts: 51 Gold: 100 Thanks: 0 Thanked 0 Times in 0 Posts	According to Vierna [Please be aware that this is OOC information, unless your character was actually involved. For those that may be interested, the comple "According to Vierna" can be found at http://www.f4g.net/forum/showthread.php?t=73] I look up at the falling yellow orb and ponder I came up here with nothing, on a mission for my mother and for Lloth. I have come along way since then, but there is no doubt I am now the most powerful Drow on the surface. smirks It means nothing, nothing at all! I still do not fully understand why my mother sent me here, who CAN understand the will of Lloth, but I have built a surface annex to House Hun’ett and that pleases both. The surface is depressing and bland. It stinks of filthy unwashed humans and is rank with all sorts of diseases. Just as well Drow are immune to such tiresome frailties. Of all the depressing surface places, Naeloth is the worst! Naeloth. The longest surviving surface Drow is clearly my loyal LL. There is no doubt in my mind that the strides I have made would not have been so quick without her knowledge and advice. She knew the Naeloth Drow, she knew Von’Sah, and she knows Tremere. All this knowledge has been invaluable to me. And yet she will not let me repay her for this service. sighs deeply She will not return to Menzoberranzan with me and share my glory. “Vierna”, she said once, “I know that when it is time for you to return, you will kill me.” Does she really think this of me? Yet she watches my back like a hawk. Many, including my sister, want me dead. She is the one with the easiest opportunity to do it. Yet she will not. No LL, you are the one living thing I will never kill, I owe you too much. Naeloth. A depressing expanse of nothing. It reminds me of the occasionally vast empty caverns one stumbles across on route from one city to another. A desolate waste where nothing grows, nothing lives, nothing lurks, not even the most imbecilic of creatures. This is Naeloth, land of Tremere, land of the heretic Drow that was. Where are they? These feared Drow? Did they ever exist or are they just scare stories to frighten human children? Oh, I have names, but names mean nothing without substantial evidence that they did what the humans say they did. The Naeloth Drow and the Von’Sah. Heretics, renegades, outcasts one and all. No. None of these built the Temple to Lloth. The only legacy they have left is some dusty tomes of blasphemous ranting and an empty wilderness of nothing. They achieved nothing! Naeloth The Poisoned Elf. A dusty empty shell of a tavern. The Naeloth Library where the heretic tomes lie along with names from the past. Tawyna? Even LL did not recognise this one. Dzur Von’Sah? Another that LL did not recognise. But the family name says it all. Heretic and outcast. Liriel Baenre. laughs loudly Ah the name Baenre, one from when I was a child. House Baenre once first house of Menzoberranzan and now no more. A failed attempt to usurp it by House Do’Urden left it weak and ripe for taking and fall it did. Hun’ett was not so strong then so it watched as others moved. Neither Baenre or Do’Urden exist now but Hun’ett does, third House now, still watching still waiting. It is me, not my mother who will make it first house! Liriel Baenre. Who was she? A renegade escapee from her fallen house? That must be why she came to the surface. But Baenre was Llothian, did she turn her back on her faith? She must have, to write such untrue propaganda. LL remembers her vaguely. She seems to recall she became a vampire. Yet another disgrace! A Drow vampire! May your soul rot eternally in the Nine Hells! Lastly Shaex! laughs loudly again Not only a heretic but a coward also. A Drow that volunteers to die is such a pathetic specimen. How could such a coward strike fear into anything? Lies, all lies! Ah cowardly Shaex, you never did get your wish did you? Oh your ashes may have gone back to Naeloth. But not before Faeryl cut out your blaspheming heart and held it long enough to curse your soul into the arms of Lloth for all eternity. Whatever after death scheme you planned was destroyed in that one act! chuckles amused So sleep Shaex, sleep all you heretics, sleep in the empty ruin that is Naeloth! Naeloth and Tremere One of the greatest of human frailties is that they have to “die”, to become undead, to even live nearly as long as Drow. Is this why such houses spawn? I know some of that house. They do not interfere with my interests, so there is no conflict. Jade I can tolerate and even work with when our mutual interests coincide. But she is just a figurehead. Who are Alynora and Garod? Do they actually exist or are they just more names from the mists of time? Jade remains vague on this, she likes her little games and mysteries. LL tells me they do exist but have been unseen for so long few have met them. I did write once to Alynora, whether it reached her or not I do not know. Perhaps I will try once more. Who did build the Temple to Lloth? Can they answer that? I watch, I assess, I report. Vel'drav l' sil'in qu'ellar d'Hun’ett zotrethen……Jal zhal sha-rasa!!! Lloth tlu laoles, dosst handmaiden orn naut hojh dos!!!! __________________